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[Ion is sitting down on a park bench, munching on a few chocolate pieces from a big box on his lap. Usually he wandered about in the wilderness for training, but today he's resting and he is hoping that by being in town for today, he might meet someone interesting to cure his boredom.

He stared at a large group of stupid looking pigeons before him and he is contemplating on blowing them up...]

Hee hee.

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I can feed you again at another time.

[Ion looked a little drained, but he's okay. If he can describe how it felt...it's like donating blood.]

How does the Seventh fonon taste? I have a sweet tooth, so I'm curious.

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...I can't ever describe it other then feeling alive whenever I get a taste of it. I can never have enough of it.

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I see.

[Tilts head and he smiles.]

You look better.

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Hmm, amazing what a little bit of fonons can do for you.

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[Looks at him as he's being petted. He's not used to that kind of affection.]

Can I pet you too?

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... I don't like people touching my hair.

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[He just smiles. At least he figures what he disliked.]

All right.